Hearing this, Chang Gon couldn't help but feel numb on his scalp.

But before he could come up with anything, Gao Yue shouted out the last direct appeal, "I'll go to Zhaoling and cry Ling!" ”

So the sentient beings howled and cried again, beat their chests and feet, and shouted with the head of the shed, "We are all a pile of dry firewood in the ghost market of Wubenfang, you might as well go to Zhaoling to cry Mausoleum, if you want to fight or kill, listen to the respect." ”

Now, the emotions that have been accumulated in the hearts of the Guozi Jian disciples for a long time have all exploded, they are all lower-class products, and most of their fathers are bureaucrats under the five grades, and now the sons of the three officials of the imperial court can go directly to Chongwen and Hongwen Second Pavilion, and the four products in power can also pull the relationship through the list, only this group of students are left in the Guozi Prison, and they have to participate in the scientific examination after passing the industry, year after year, although the hope is indeed slim, but if they want to give up the last welfare - free food and lodging in the Guozi Prison, it is absolutely impossible.

In that case, it is equivalent to the name of the country's prison not existing, and it is actually dead.

There must be no more concessions!

Why should we make sacrifices? Why don't you fulfill the promise made by the late Prime Minister Yang Huang before his death?

"We're going to weep!" Hundreds of mouths shouted in unison.

Emperor Taizong, you have to open your eyes to see what a miserable situation the protégé of the Son of Heaven has reached at this time!

While all the students were making a fuss, Chang Gon completely lost his patience, and he sharply demanded that the Jinwu soldiers be pressed as soon as possible, and made an additional request: immediately escort Gao Yue, who took the lead, to the Jingzhao Mansion in Guangdefang, and then talk about 160 rods.

But the Jinwu soldiers hesitated: It's just a drum, if you really want to cause death, if the Holy Lord investigates it, it will be difficult to explain.

As a result, there was a voice "Wait! ”

The soldiers, including Tsungon , looked back at where the sound had come from.

As a result, in the next second, everyone shouted long live and knelt down.

I saw the attendants lighting torches, leading a chariot with an umbrella cover, coming along the central imperial road, stopping at Wei Que between the West Dynasty Hall and the East Dynasty Hall.

At first, the disciples of the Guozi Prison were all surprised, and then they also shouted in unison, "Worship the saint!" "All danced.

"Is that him?" Gao Yue really saw that the person who was following by the Son of Heaven's car was really the old man with a steamed beard, a purple-robed goldfish bag, and it seemed that it was indeed Liu Yan.

Wu Miao, the general of Jinwu next to Liu Yan and the uncle of Emperor Daizong, stood up and waved his lower arms, and the Jinwu soldiers who surrounded the disciples quickly retreated.

Gao Yue immediately made a decision, held the complaint of the Guozijian and handed it to the emperor's car.

"Lang Jun, dare to hit the drum, is it not small?" Huo Zhongyi smiled, took the document from Gao Yue's hand, and then handed it over to Emperor Daizong.

Emperor Daizong, who was on the wheel, glanced at it by the light of the fire, and then said, "I saw the suffering of the disciples with my own eyes today, and I know it in my heart. All five articles of this form are approved. ”

Hundreds of prisoners and disciples suddenly erupted in huge cheers and bowed their heads in thanks.

Chang Gon was so angry and embarrassed that he raised his sleeves to admonish the emperor.

Emperor Daizong immediately patted the carriage, and did not let Chang Gon say it, but stared at Gao Yue, "You are Gao Yue, the nephew of Bohai Gaogong, aren't you?" I can promise you all the five articles on this form, but don't forget what is the identity of you and the group of prisoners behind you? The protégés of the Son of Heaven, but they are all my students, but in this year's tribute, no one in the country has reached the first, and what is lost is my face, which makes me laugh in the world! If you really go to cry Zhaoling tonight, do you have enough confidence to cry? Gao Yue, do you answer me, sufficient, or insufficient? ”

Gao Yue hurriedly bowed his head and arched his hand, ready to think about it.

After all, this was the first time he had spoken to the emperor, and the original plan was to stop at the prime minister, but he didn't expect to surprise the emperor.

At the same time, Liu Yan, who was driving the car, stroked his beard and was also waiting for Gao Yue's reply.

However, Gao Yue's silence was short-lived.

Soon, all the people present heard a clear sentence, "In the coming year, the Ministry of Rites will pay tribute, and the spine will be taken as a jinshi!" ”

These words were said by Gao Yue himself, in front of the emperor's chariot.

Spine beating is a common saying that Gao Yue learned after coming to the Tang Dynasty, which means "even if you die", that is, "In the next year's scientific examination, I will also be admitted to the Jinshi when I die." ”

Looking at Gao Yue's serious demeanor, Daizong, who was originally full of anger, suddenly laughed, and then hahaha couldn't stop laughing.

The retinues, soldiers, and eunuchs around the car also burst into laughter.

Only Liu Yan and Chang Gon didn't smile, the former was thoughtful, and the latter was gnashing his teeth.

"Gao Langjun, Bachelor Gao, there is no joke in front of you, please remember." Huo Zhongyi reminded with a smile.

"Gao Yue, don't forget, from the moment you sent the letter just now, it can be regarded as a 'road invitation to drive an appeal', that is, if you go down again in the next year, it will be three crimes combined, and a total of two hundred and forty canes will be beaten. After saying that, Emperor Daizong got up and left.

After a while, in the corner of the palace wall, Chang Gon personally asked the secretary who had just retired from Xiao Yanying's hall about what the Holy Lord had done since he left.

The secretary told him, "Yang Xiangguo has just gone, and the holy lord said that it is inconvenient to worship the new Zhongshu Shilang immediately." ”

When he said this, Chang Gon rejoiced in his heart.

However, the secretary office immediately added, "The Holy Lord specially ordered Cui Youfu, the scholar of the house, to temporarily take over the position of the secretary of the middle school. ”

Chang Gon immediately felt a basin of snow water poured over his head.

Then the secretary office told him, "Yang Xiangguo's nickname, the Holy Lord thinks it is inappropriate. ”

Oh, Chang Gon immediately turned his sorrow into joy.

But the clerk immediately said, "The Holy Lord has changed his nickname, and it is called Wen Jian." ”

Angry, Chang Gon flicked his sleeves.

"There is also Changmen Lang, the last edict of the Holy Lord is that Su Duan of Bibu Lang discussed his boss in vain, and his words were wild, and he has been demoted to Chaozhou as a secretary to join the army......"

After saying that, the clerk looked around vigilantly and fearfully, gave Chang Gon a long look, and then hurried away.

With a "bang", Chang Gon's fist slammed into the palace wall, and the bone joints were suddenly stained with blood, and a slight amount of dust fell.

"Gao Yue......" Changgon's teeth rubbed violently, he needed someone to vent his anger.

The vermilion gate of the Guozijian of Wubenfang was pushed open by several Jinwu soldiers and pawns patrolling the shop in the night, shouting, "Gao Langjun is back!" ”

Then Gao Yue sat on the front and raised the public opinion, and in a lively cheer, he was carried by more than a dozen Tai students and four disciples, and more people were like dancing, holding their hands in front and back, left and right, and returned to the Guozijian like a triumphant, "We have succeeded in Dengwen Drum, and the Holy Lord personally promised our conditions, so there is no need to worry about food and clothing in the coming year, and the students of Guozi Jian will be released by Jingzhao Mansion in the coming year, and the first is expected!" ”

Just when everyone was cheering, Gao Yue, who was raising the court, closed his eyes, but his heart was very clear:

Alas, I am worthy of it, but if I don't get into the Jinshi in the coming year, according to the agreement between me and the emperor, this fate is really going to end.